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My Brother
Why does my brother strife with me striking me without hesitation unprovoked none said . I ask for a drink yet hot boiling water served to quench my thirst . Down not a hand and kicked toward defeat yet not a drop of compassion dealt . Hatred bound in views of self without reflections on truth by deeds to ease self respect . Yet I did my kind deed with no prejudgement still no expectations limited to my perceptions . You thirst I give you drink , more to quench thirst to motivate ones soul , for human beings need more than drink but waters of the soul . When you cried I showed my humanity by virtue man gains successes that open the wealth of the earth to make yo resources in need . So hate but fake it doesn't effect truth burns to the core does it not hurt ? Yo pain exist not with me yet still lingers in me by hurt my brother inflicted unjust . You are yo source of pain untamed it shall claim your fame in life stolen by its quake to take .
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